Sometimes time just seems to disappear. Or sometimes things just happen all at the same time and the time to render them into words is just not enough
(i should quote adrian mole on this one i'm living life instead of reading about it)
. I miss the time to read as I miss the time to write.
I had this idea running for some time now but I decided to put it into use now. Everyday I find myself singing, humming to myself, even if I am not doing it out loud, my mind is always set in terms of music. So I decided to run
(alongside and within rather than without the great automatic grammatizator)
a musical log where i would keep a record of the songs that come into my mind during one day
(sometimes just one and maybe just a detail on the bass line or the melody of the synth and others full repertoires of songs that i would love to play myself. i even think of making compilations and later try to understand my mood and thoughts taking the songs rather than the word as a memory record. decoding my insights into music and then recoding them into words for each decoding in another encoding)
. This kind of memory exercise
(because other thing cannot be called)
should be ran everyday, but since I'll probably won't be able to do it
(for so many reasons)
, I'll be writing the songs in the million pieces of paper that i keep in my pockets. The same pieces of paper in where I kept ideas for short-stories and novels that never became fully grown, just flowers that were once too watered and others left to dry. Just like this blog
(or my life most)
, abandonment and rationalizing afterwards was part of the daily trade.
The Musical Log #1
01. The Organ – Grab That Gun
02. Belle & Sebastian – Expectations
03. The Breeders – Shocker In Gloomtown
(i should quote adrian mole on this one i'm living life instead of reading about it)
. I miss the time to read as I miss the time to write.
I had this idea running for some time now but I decided to put it into use now. Everyday I find myself singing, humming to myself, even if I am not doing it out loud, my mind is always set in terms of music. So I decided to run
(alongside and within rather than without the great automatic grammatizator)
a musical log where i would keep a record of the songs that come into my mind during one day
(sometimes just one and maybe just a detail on the bass line or the melody of the synth and others full repertoires of songs that i would love to play myself. i even think of making compilations and later try to understand my mood and thoughts taking the songs rather than the word as a memory record. decoding my insights into music and then recoding them into words for each decoding in another encoding)
. This kind of memory exercise
(because other thing cannot be called)
should be ran everyday, but since I'll probably won't be able to do it
(for so many reasons)
, I'll be writing the songs in the million pieces of paper that i keep in my pockets. The same pieces of paper in where I kept ideas for short-stories and novels that never became fully grown, just flowers that were once too watered and others left to dry. Just like this blog
(or my life most)
, abandonment and rationalizing afterwards was part of the daily trade.
The Musical Log #1
01. The Organ – Grab That Gun
02. Belle & Sebastian – Expectations
03. The Breeders – Shocker In Gloomtown
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